No.
Because you set me straight, I now have to buy you THREE dinners at Knott’s.
It’s OK. I need the company.
Nobody wanted to eat with me, when I was a kid. My parents sat me in a corner of the kitchen, and fed me with a slingshot.
Momma tied a raw pork chop around my neck, so the dog would play with me.
Other than that, I’m well-adjusted.
With the help of 85 different medications.
August 30, 2008, 7:39 PM EDT